[Hook – Joey Bada$$:]An ode to the worst of my daysI’ve been working awayBut the sky’s been looking so graySometimes I really need to get away, yeahI just need to get away, yeahI just need to get away, yeahSometimes I really need to fly away

[Verse 1 – Joey Bada$$:]I could never forget them gloomy daysAlthough I regret where my time was playedIf I could go back, some things would be changedAnd I would know that, for a fact, it was fameThat drew me to this unfamiliar side of my brainThat withdrew me from familiar and the closest remainsAlthough I’m gaining ends now, I’m loosing friendsThey say that time is money, and my time is well spentGirlfriend hit me up to chill, but does this shit make sense?And I don’t expect for you to know if you ain’t paying rentI got to make this album, and hold it down for my campSurrounded us all like bonfireWhen I lay a verse down that’s born fireI was born fire

[Verse 3 – Raury:]Indigo father, meant to go fartherAnd travel across the water and park at a million dollarsI am the spirit, I am the guavaYou sippin’ out of your coconut beverage in the BahamasPardon me mother, pardon me fatherI’m glad that you spared a part of us, part of my firestarterAlong with niggas, bitches, and ballersAnd people that look down on me like they so tallerI go harder, I go smarter, the flow’s waterLike [?] how to rob a [?] dollar, every single piece of changeMovin’ to the woods so I never ever changeLose a couple things but I never ever changeI probably miss some money but I never ever changeAnd they can say whatever but I never ever changeI feel I understood what the stars wanna sayI’m brain battered from scattering every SaturdayPitter patter with people that really matterAnd I’mma fuck her regardless cause I’m a kid right?That’s why you can’t spell summer without troubleStripper with no bubble, threesome with no doubleLove without hate, life without painThis without that, choice without thoughtA dog with no day, a Seattle without rain

[Outro – Raury x2:]If it rains in SeattleI’ll [?] with lil’ nigga, can ride with ya niggaFly with ya nigga, high with ya niggaRide with ya nigga, survive with ya niggaSay, if it rains in SeattleI’ll take you ’round the world on a SundayWith me, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day